a week ago…

I didn’t have treatment last week due to low WBC count. I was tired, but not exhausted. Every day felt closer to a good day, like if I could just rest a little I would wake up feeling fantastic. I didn’t, of course. But it was a hopeful week.

Monday I went for treatment and any thought of feeling ok went right out the window. This week has been ROUGH to say the least. It didn’t help that I had a colonoscopy to prep for. That went well. Now I’m up at 2:30 am in pain and unable to sleep. Hungry, but nauseous. Terrible headache.

I keep reminding myself that this too shall pass. Nothing lasts forever.